The clamor from the spectator stands didn't cause the slightest change in Mu Bingling's expression. Her icy face remained as cold as ever, as if nothing in the world could move her.
In the Red Sun Empire's seating area, Qin Shou saw that the one taking the stage was not the Arson Queen, Ye Shuangshuang. He relaxed instantly and laughed out loud. "It's actually this woman who's never fought before. She's so beautiful, you can tell she's just a pretty face. What great luck."
The other contestants from the Red Sun Empire relaxed upon hearing Qin Shou's words. In their eyes, winning or losing wasn't important anymore. There was no shame in being ranked second among the low-class empires. What would be shameful, however, was losing and getting disfigured in the process—that wouldn't be very pleasant at all. After all, their bodies were a gift from their parents; how could they let some little girl ruin them?
